A beautiful Gynarchy mistress, quite rightly, gloats over me as I must kiss her feet on the street
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| The pretty customer-mistress is clearly already in a gloating mood as she approaches my humble head |
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| Sure enough, she stops to gloat over me, asking me how I think I will like it, having to kiss her feet? |
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| Do I like her SHOES and SOCKS... |
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| ...and am I actually looking forward to getting my face even closer to them? |
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| I humbly reply (to her SOCKS) that I am indeed relishing the prospect of being even closer to her SOCKS, madam... |
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| ...if your SOCKS will forgive me, madam, begging their female pardons, miss? |
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| She giggles as she positions her RIGHT FOOT onto the footblock in front of my face... |
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| ...and continues to sniggeringly look down upon me as I embrace her extended SHOE-TOE with my lowly lips! |
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| She then switches FEET, to kindly give me a taste of her LEFT SHOE-TOE |
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| And, of course, a close-up and personal view of her LEFT SOCK... |
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| ...close enough to be able to make out the individual STITCHES in her SOCK... |
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| ...and the tiny CREASES! |
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| I feel simultaneously BLESSED and HUMILIATED to be having to kiss-respect this bright young woman's SHOES! |
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| No wonder she's laughing at me and mocking me! |
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| She steps back to express her utter young-womanly contempt for me, saying I'm nothing more than an 'impotent, feetkissing slave' |
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| I apologise to the pretty customer-mistress, and to her SHOES and SOCKS, for offending them with my lowliness |
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| She just continues to laugh at me from on high... |
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| ...as I continue to humbly apologise to her SOCKS! |
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